Starshine lets her heathen flag fly.
Writer & Columnist • Santa Barbara, CA
Writer & Columnist • Santa Barbara, CA
Sex, politics, fashion and everything else a Gen-X everygal loves to dish about.
Starshine lets her heathen flag fly.
The Nana Manifesto: Starshine begs grandparents not to turn their grandchildren into unbearable brats this season. But really … what’s the point?
Guide to gorgeous: From common vinegar to pricey Line Refiners, Starshine begged her gal pals to reveal their long-guarded beauty secrets. Steal these tips!
The birds and the bees and the mom behind bars: Starshine pits information against innocence — and finds that it’s criminal.
One tiny mistake. Just a blip of a slip of a finger. And in that common email error, Starshine exposed herself as the snarky duplicitous shrew that you all knew her to be. … But the PTA mom (sigh) did not.
Remember when Pop Rocks were lethal? Starshine hates how science takes all the fun out of ignorance.
I smell a sucker. Starshine takes a good, long whiff of Britney Spears and David Beckham.
From belches and butt-heads to limits and let-downs — how Starshine was stripped of her coveted Cool Mom title.
Starshine undresses the odd phenomenon of showing up in the same outfit as another woman, and being thus inspired to call her rude names.
Health care? Tax cuts? Ha! Starshine explains why chocolate is the obvious and abundant answer to society’s ills.